You saw me on Sunday at my uncle's house ?" "Did I ?" said Coke, speaking at last, but really as much at a loss for something to say as the girl herself.

He had recognized her instantly, just as he would recognize the moon if the luminary fell from the sky, and with as little comprehension of the cause of its falling.
Of course, she took the question as a forerunner of blank denial.

This was not to be borne.

She fired into a direct attack.
"If your memory is hazy concerning the events of Sunday afternoon, it may be helpful if I recall the conversation between my uncle and you in the summer-house," she snapped.
Some of the glow fled from Coke's face.

He straightened himself and glanced at the sailor inside the wheel-house, whose attention was given instantly to the fact that the vessel's head had fallen away a full point or more from South 15 West owing to the easterly set of a strong tide.